In honor of the long awaited fifth season of Samurai Jack, SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE and his brother Nye cooked up an EP that puts SEE MORE in the Samurai Jack universe...where he seems to be right at home as the titular character, ‘SEE MORE EYE JACK’.

Exploring future wastelands and cityscapes full of “watch bots”, sci-fi updated “chupacabras”, and “chainsaw-handed, fire-eyed peace droids”, SEE MORE draws biting parallels between our world and the world of Samurai Jack, where the shape shifting master of darkness, Aku’s “evil is law”.

Coming off their last release SEXTAPE (Or My Response to Our Morbidly Underdeveloped Sex Education), this EP finds this producer/MC duo of Nye and SMP in top form, sharpening each other's talents with an array of sounds, styles, and storytelling. After creating a purple make-over of SEXTAPE, in honor of Prince, SEE MORE was honored with a Cedar Commission with cellist Eric Silva Brenneman. With that project, they blended elements of classical, hip hop, spoken word poetry, new mythologies and social allegories. It seems that some of those themes have followed SEE to this new project, where the action and sci-fi get turned up to epic, Samurai-Jack-like proportions.


released April 27, 2017

Produced by Nye

Illustration by Jason Lupas

Written, performed, recorded and engineered by


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Twin Cities Native, Chicago transplant, Lyricist, Poet, Award Winning Producer, all around artist and one hell of a cook. SEE MORE's style is clever, soulful and funky. Speaking on subjects from Ancient pyramids and Hip Hop history to Dia de Los Muertos and Intergalactic Robot love stories, SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE leaves the listener with something to think about, over over lush musical soundscapes. ... more

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Track Name: (...and the planet imagined the ballad of ) SEE MORE EYE JACK
He came up in the echo of the fire and the smog
rattling of cages in a brain under a shroud
Found space to learn in the hills, in the fog
But behind his father’s eye a silhouette like smaug
Their house was the hood of the Mexican descendants
Indigenous and friendless different than the rest just
A tribe in the wilderness robotic beyond fences
Suffered some attacks but mostly just not on the guest list
…little cyborg Mexica in the cypher
Diggin’ for messages in the speakaz to decipher
capacity for knowledge, so he’d listen to the experts
Shouting match with thunder storms and whisper with the zephyr
taught ‘em of the goddess how to call on and protect her
his hallowed mission was the sonics he’d invest (word)
as he generated light, and connected with other sources
a blanket of deceit was woven by other forces
a harness for the darkness was designed and implemented
shards of truth fragmented to reflect only demented
versions of the persons as to worsen the perspective
of who they really were in this absurd and blurred dimension
the sounds that were abound meant to uplift now did distract
and any focus that remained was now the subject of attacks
with enhancements he did manage to stay balanced and intact
and the planet imagined the ballad of see more eye jack
Track Name: River Valley Death Bed
Fade from black to
slow pan over a dry, moonlit river valley
the foot of SEE MORE EYE JACK steps into the frame
the sound of live wires chokes to nothing off camera
zoom wide to show him standing before a mountainside of fallen warriors

headphones on…
charging the enhancements
warm up the jetpack
flow set to impassion
gravity kicks keep his feet to the ground
walkin’ in the wasteland upside-down

he moves with the light, cuz the shadows eat well
leaves a prayer in the dark, where the warriors fell
reflected from the moon is the glow of the alloy
DNA matched and designed for this bad boy
…the arm has a mind of it’s own
When it’s intuition sings, it’s a lot to control
When in unison it is quite a sight to behold
With the two of them in sync, it’s the bomb and explodes

All the chupacabras want the prize of his gold
Crawlin’ for the contract that’s out on his dome
But if they’re options are atomic, he is quantum and so,
he walks among the monsters with a calm in his soul
almost robotically cold, but very honorably so
even the all powerful acknowledge the flow
even abominable, from beyond the below
even when they’re godly it is awful for foes
on a mission up a mountain with an ominous glow
facin’ the type of evil that you got to oppose, yo…

but you already know, yo…
maybe you oughtta go
but you al. ready. know
Track Name: Chupacabra Cadre
The chupacabra cadre
Clamber down the skyway
laser site on my way
they’re catchin’ up but caught the bait
meanwhile, a mile away
in a calmer state I’m on the case
‘n’ contemplate what it’ll prolly take
To finally make the bottom break
focus like I’m pai me
Slicker than some pomade
Juice flow fresh (while they package it from concentrate)

Drop down the alleyways, slip past the watch bots
Brim low on tip toes til I hop out to the crosswalk
play hopscotch on the thought cops and dodge shots with a pop-lock
when it’s poppin’ off like pop rocks or the paparazzi when the alarm goes off
honest to god, I wish ‘em well like paramahansa
even when I turn ‘em all cole slaw
it is so wrong, but makes me grin, it is so raw
gun clappers pause – make ‘em hold their applause
…with the truth pourin’ outta my jaws
…and the sword in my robotic claw
Hold on… did I just see what I thought I saw?

As he fends off attacks from the chainsaw-handed fire-eyed peace droids
SEE MORE EYE JACK casts a glance to his left, sensing a movement in the shadows
A density…a bubbling over of sinew and malintent
That leaps into the conflict

These shadows have weight
Their absence takes space
They grapple and they grate
With they hands in every place
Technology upgraded
soul suction integrated
In their fingers nickel plated
Where the sense of touch is simulated
I can smell the presence of the souls of the oppressed
In they aura, on their breath
Drawn to my fist when it is clenched
Reduced to adumbration, with the shadow I am drenched
life and death - I’m on the fence
facing demons that possess

I am creative, critical, a threat
Voice of the voiceless and voice of the dissent
I’m on a mission to uplift yes I am sent
SEE MORE EYE JACK, muhfuckaz get bent
Track Name: for the minions
I got a mean streak for they space ship
I’m michelangelo with magnum for a face lift
emblazon a display of the name that they playin’ with
put a fat cap to they face, shit
Aku’s henchmen and his meddlin’ minions
Can’t call ‘em a cog, when they hardly a pinion
_You wanna take up space in my dominion?
give me the facts, I give a fuck for opinions
I’m not sayin’ moms soup ain’t the bomb
I’m sayin’ don’t call it a jest when you know that it’s wrong
I’m sayin’ don’t call it defense when you’re droppin’ a bomb
And acknowledge that it’s terror when you’re droppin’ the bombs, yo
I’m droppin’ bombs, tags, and pieces
It’s counter terror, counter what police is
It’s counter nonsense, and counter to the narrative
Counter to what’s makin’ united states an embarrassment
A counter strike like a blow from the bowlin’ pins
Not to the ball, but establishment that’s ownin’ it
…and yo they rentin’ it out
All they’ve been repressin’, yo, they lettin’ it out
Unleashed upon those that seek to bond
And overthrow the systems manufacturin’ pawns

the cold plots of the robots throw cold cocks at the whole flock
of the know nots til their own knots grow soul rot as a home-grown crop
old slow cops slow row of whole block don’t know lots like we won’t fold pops
spring load til it goes pop, keep stirrin’ cream - foam float to the top and it don’t stop
and we won’t quit…not as long as our mouths keep on openin’
no we won’t stop, and we’ll never quit….not with the art, not with penmanship
not with community and activists, not with the militants and pacifists
not with our voices and fists raised up, literal or figurative let’s show ‘em what we made of


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